Grandmother Circle

Grandmother Circle

If I envy anyone it must beMy grandmother in a long agoGreen summer, who hurriedBetween kitchen and orchard on smallUneducated feet, and took easilyAll shining fruits into her eager hands.

That summer I hurried too, wakenedTo books and music and circling philosophies.I sat in the kitchen sorting through volumes of answersThat could not solve the mystery of the trees.

My grandmother stood among her kettles and ladles.Smiling, in faulty grammar,She praised my fortune and urged my lofty career:So to please her I studied – but I will remember alwaysHow she poured confusion out, how she cooled and labeledAll the wild sauces of the brimming year.

Grandmothers are important and meaningful figures in the lives of humans. The matriarchy of our lineage is held in the heart, hands and soul of a grandmother. Elders once gathered in circles to share the rich stories o their lives to inspire the youngers and each other. These are stories of a life fully lived, and all the sucesses, failures and wisdoms gained along the way. This is a gathering for Elder women, be it as holders of children or grandchildren or creators in all other ways. Share your story and how it weaves into the great myth of humanity; Share your voice in the strength of Elderhood and how to live into this phase of life!